Chen Ze took out the bitter melon that had been in the refrigerator for several days, an item that could be considered a shadow over his childhood.
He remembered that as a child in his home, Chen Ze was a happy foodie, spending his days eating and studying.
Then one day, Chen Ze saw green vegetables sliced into pieces on the dinner table, and his parents urged him to eat more.
So, Chen Ze honestly picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, and immediately felt so bitter that he questioned life. He wanted to spit it out, but with his mother's glare watching him, he had no choice but to swallow it with difficulty.
Since then, Chen Ze had developed a profound dislike for this thing called bitter melon, until he grew up a little and understood that despite its bitterness, eating it was beneficial for health.
"Now the question is, how should I cook this bitter melon?" Chen Ze was a bit indecisive.
